Owen Bertram was delighted because as soon as this fellow came in and sealed the entire room with a "Soundproof Barrier", Owen couldn't help but want to applause!
Look, two big men, locked in a room, no matter what kind of noise they make inside, it can't be heard outside, the lines are basically "screaming until your throat is sore is useless", isn't it up to me to do whatever I want?
The atmosphere had been set up to this point, and if the Immortal Binding Rope didn't make an appearance, Owen himself would feel inappropriate!
The Head of Inner Doctrine never expected that because of a momentary slip, he would be ruined. How could this Trial Training General have such a sinister treasure?
He was completely powerless and subdued.
He was angrily afraid, his forehead sweating coldly, and said, "What...what do you want to do?"
"I...I am from Internal Canon. If you kill me, you won't have a good end either!"
